Conveyed crazy passionLet my frustration reach youI cannot hear it in a dream, if it's just a wordSo, I open my eyesAnd lay my hand on yours nowShall I take you away to somewhere far away?

Hold me tight, I want to be held tightlyHold me tight, the feelings I hid insideSeem to spill out somedayBeauty that goes through timeSeems to disappear as soon as I hold tightI hold the faint memoryAt the end of the night

(The Sweet) Naughty fruit is (Immaturely) TremblingSaying that "I love solitude"As soon as I touch (Saying that "I love")It seems to disappear(The Sweet) Naughty fruit wants to (Hotly) TrembleThe dispassionate flame calls you (Though I love)Who have the teary eyes

(I don't know either love or crush yet)(Because both love and crush are lies) (I don't know either love or crush yet)(Because both love and crush are lies)

Crazy passion is endlessThe frustration at being unable to flyIt seems that darkness suits better to the sinful eyesBut I want to be shinedOr better yet, I want to be revealedEven if you run away to anywhere, I chase you

You seem to collapse as you're teasedFor being teased, from the bottom of the bodySomething is about to spill outEven if I pluck the wings, you're beautifulShall I tease you? A slight sighShall I tease you? My heart aches wistfullyFor who's benefit?

(The very) Sad fruit is (Strongly) About to meltJust once is not enoughTouch it, do it and enjoy it (No, we shouldn't)(The very) Sad fruit wants to(Hotly) Melt, right?The swayed drops are yours (Even if we shouldn't)Would you like to be fallen?

(Even love turns into a sin by crush)(Even love turns into a lie by crush) (Even love turns into a sin by crush)(Even love turns into a lie by crush)

The fingers get closer and closerMore I intensively lead you to the hellNo, we shouldn't, it's a lieSee, that's a lie, isn't it?With you who tremble, I go up the stairs to the heaven

(The very) Sad fruit is(Strongly) About to meltJust once is not enoughTouch it, do it and taste it...! (No, we shouldn't)

(The Sweet) Naughty fruit is (Immaturely) TremblingSaying that "I love solitude"As soon as I touch (Saying that "I love")It seems to disappear(The Sweet) Naughty fruit wants to (Hotly) TrembleThe dispassionate flame calls you (Though I love)Who have the teary eyes

(Even love turns into a sin by crush)(Even love turns into a lie by crush) (Even love turns into a sin by crush)(Even love turns into a lie by crush)